Journal of Zrk2, Manager, Minister of the Interior, Annalist of Halltraded
11th Granite, 320
I am now officially manager of Halltraded, with that I have also secured the posts of Minister of the Interior and Annalist. The hoardmaster is some peasant named "NtheSomething-or-other" who appears to have had previous experience commanding, yet has fallen into poverty. He now owes his position to me and I could ruin him at any time due to knowledge of certain indiscretions he and the Countess engaged in.
I am working on instituting a system of sweeping economic reforms, such as:
1. Private home ownership: The masses want to claim to possess somewhere and be able to keep their junk from being stolen. To that end I am having 40 private holes-in-the-wall created for them.
2. Mass Production: The number of workshops is going to be radically increased and stockpiles are going to be created near them, the current system is much too spread out. Also, metal production is being increased even more dramatically.
3. Role Models: I am having rooms prepared for me, as dwarves need an example of something to aspire to.
4. Self Sufficiency: As much as I love the non-intrusive method of goblinite use, I don't want all metal production to rely on continued stupidity on the part of the goblins, unlikely as that is to change, I am going to have a regimented system of exploration for new ores instituted soon.
5. Bread and circuses is the method of dictatorial happiness. I am starting to work on that, but food production is close to zero as far as I can tell, and a hungry populace is a rebellious populace. So food production will be started soon, a zoo will hopefully be built, which will also allow them to marvel at the horrors we have overcome. And the economy will be kickstarted.
6. WTF is with these people and tombs? There are more tombs than beds.
7. Somehow that hole that was just drained is now filling again... Oh well!
Now I must return to my Machiavellian travails to ensure that I hold this position long enough to be irreplacable...
21st Granite, 320
We were just sieged by some goblins. They entered through an unused maintenance tunnel for some system of axles. Fortuneatley the squad was travelling through there on their way somewhere else and were promptly locked in vicious hand to hand fighting. It was a Stalingrad-like affair. We suffered no casulties but there were certainly chances. Escaped was an elite bowgoblin. We need to seal these extra entrances, they are very dangerous. I am having the corpses cleared out of there to make sure the axles do not jam in the future.
ANd now a dragon has arrived. Shit! What the Armok shall I do?